Just curious- what do escargot smell/taste/feel like?

Amy-me-love

You can get really nice thigh-highs at some of the better department stores around here.

Believe me, I know......

xoxoxo

But, they may exist here and there...but not as plentifully as in France, where there are about half as many different thigh-highs as there are socks. I bought red fishnets, polka-dotted ones, black ones, black fishnets...and more!

> what do escargot smell/taste/feel like?

99% of the smell/taste is the yummy butter, parsley and garlic sauce. About 50% of the feel is a bit slimy -- think a rather chewy oyster, or a whelk if you happen to have spent time in English seaside resorts where they serve "whelk teas".

There's a ritual to them, too. The tongs you use to pick the little buggers up; the special dish; the crusty bread..... stop, you're driving me crazy!

One day I'll tell the story of how a bunch of us travelling in Montenegro offered the local boys a dinar for every escargot they could bring; how inexpertly we prepared them; and how one of us was an American tourist named Tim Zagat....

Exactly. It's more the broth or the butter with the sort of smell of the sea taste. When they're good, they aren't rubbery. We went to a restaurant called Citronelle in Santa Barbara, recently...they had escargot in leaves of filo ("feuillette" en français)...with layers of sauteed mushrooms. If there were a heaven, that's what they would serve there. As an atheist, I see to it that I get plenty of stuff like this on earth. Also, Lena and I have had the most amazing broth with snails in La Pôtée Des Halles, in the 3rd arrondissement in Paris, off rue St. Denis, near the Étienne Marcel metro. Only available in winter. Highly recommended. They have beautiful a beautiful art nouveau tiled mural on the wall, too.

Do those things actually stay up on you? I bought a pair when I was pregnant and wanted stocking legs without pantyhose constriction. Went out for my morning dog walk before work. They had fallen to my knees by the time I reached the corner (and we were one house from the corner), and continued to descend from there. I took them off when I got home and never tried another pair. Maybe you have to have long, slender, rocklike thighs to make them work.

Thanks for reminding me to check my candle headress regularly.

Heh heh...actually, the ones in France have this incredible sort of rubbery elastic on them -- they stay up fine. You have to be sure you don't buy a size that's too big, or they won't. In Detroit just overnight, by the way. Flew in Saturday morning, staying at the Westin at the airport (just a fabulous getaway -- I'd like to come stay here a week and write), home Sunday night!

"I bought red fishnets, polka-dotted ones, black ones, black fishnets...and more!"

Prove it!

All requests seriously considered on an as-worn basis.

That's a very sweet and sexy photo.

NOW SHOW US YOUR TITS!!!

Since the word "rubbery" has come up twice in this comment-series, it seems irresistible to trot a very old joke once more around the track....

"Waiter! This teriyaki chicken is rubbery!"

"Ah soo... Thankyou sir, grad you rike it"

Cute thigh-highs, but I can't get over
the ?intentional? juxtaposition of the seductive thigh just grazing a copy of Henry James "Portrait of a Lady". Are you trying to conjure the spirit of Isabel perhaps?

Actually, it was more a portrait of a girl looking for light and a place to rest the camera. PS I've got my back to The Naked Ape as well.